Friday, September 22, 2017

When your heart rules
your mind, you don’t get to choose who you love. But what if that love
could lead to your own destruction? Amber is a rebellious high
school senior and the only girl in a family of outlaw bikers. Her four
brothers left when she was young to keep her away from their style of
life, but despite their efforts, she’s wrapped up in criminal activities
and her life is rapidly spiraling out of control.

With her life
finally going up in flames, adding fuel to that fire is smoldering and
infamous biker Jax. As she begins to fall for her dangerous love and
throw caution to the wind, Amber might not be able to turn back from the
risky path she’s chosen...

Being together might be dangerous, but, after all, outlaws are meant to break the rules.

My Review:

Ok, so this was my first biker read, and I'm not one for contemporary romances, but I was in the mood for something outside of the ordinary so I thought I would give this one a go... and I actually really liked it! There was a ton of action, excitement abound, and the chemistry between Jax and Amber was crazy electric, and even though I usually go for the beta guys for my book boyfriends, Jax wasn't too over the top alpha for my taste. Or, maybe it was the way Amber held her own against him that made up for it. She was a straight up badass and totally had me in her corner right up until the end when she caved to his "rules" so easy (especially considering she supposedly hated him at this point). It felt way out of character to me, but that was a minor issue. The only big negative for me was the sex scenes. I love steamy, don't get me wrong, but these felt... awkward. I mean, full on conversations in the middle of throwing down? Mmmm, never happened to me, personally, and it really killed the mood in my opinion.

Overall, great book!

**I received a complimentary copy from Inkitt and voluntarily offered a honest review**

Thursday, September 21, 2017

The Hunger Games meets Romeo and Juliet in a stunning debut about a forbidden romance between a young activist and a government employee for a corrupt bureau that controls the population by deciding who lives and who dies.

Roman Irvine is a disgruntled IT Technician for the Divinity Bureau, a government agency that uses random selection to decide who lives and who dies. In a world where overpopulation has lead to pollution, a crippled economy, and a world in crisis, he’s accepted the bureau’s activities as a necessity… until he meets April McIntyre.

April has every reason to be suspicious of Roman. He works for the Divinity Bureau, which sent her father to an early grave. But he’s also sweet and loyal, and unbeknownst to her, he saved her life. As Roman and April fall deeper in love, the deeper they’re thrust into the politics of deciding who lives and who dies. Someone wants April dead. And the bureau’s process of random selection may not be so random after all…

Tessa Clare is the author of The Divinity Bureau. When she’s not writing, she’s an entrepreneur, an activist, a speaker, and the Managing Director of Asset Creative House. Throughout her early career, she was a concession stand attendant, a busgirl, a barista, a player’s club representative for a casino, and an administrative assistant. She also spent years working as a manager for Vacasa, whose business model and revolutionary marketing strategies would later inspire the groundwork for Asset Creative House. The Divinity Bureau is Tessa’s debut novel about a forbidden love between a young activist and a government employee working for a corrupt bureau, set in a dystopian world.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

I could’ve fucking strangled her. She knew it too because she stepped away quickly. “Touch me and I’ll have you!” she snarled.

“Bruja mala leche! What the fuck do you think you’re playing at! You can’t push me around!”

“Sure
I can.” Her eyes were slate grey, the same colour as the sky, and just
as cold. “I need help, and you’re going to give it.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’ve got a situation. I need someone who isn’t afraid of murder and mayhem.”

I
should have charmed her, offered to help and maybe it would have
settled it, but I was too mad to even consider it. “Help you? Over my
dead body!”

She shrugged. “We can do it that way, too.” She took out
her phone. “I’ll call you soon, hopefully within the hour. If you still
refuse, I call Smith.” The eyes were hard. “I’d rather not shop you,
because I hate that bastard, but I will if you make me.”

I gave her
my number. I mean, I wanted to kill her, but in London they notice
things like bodies in the street. Especially if you’re careless enough
to do it in broad daylight next to a cop shop.
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Quique is having a
bad time. Back in Mexico his marriage has fallen apart and his wife
has made him a laughing stock by cheating on him. Now he’s in London and
finding himself out of his depth with a complex commercial deal. To
make things worse, Natalia Truelove, a chef and pub manager, is
blackmailing him. Quique is ready to commit murder and he’s pretty sure
who his first victim will be.

AJ Adams is a Scottish-Dutch author
currently living in Malaysia. In her regular life she is a columnist and
feature writer. She works from home, where she is closely snoopervised by cats,
Target, Guido and Swooner.

A globe-trotting bad boy chases the one that got away in this addictive novel from the New York Times bestselling author of The Contract.
My name is Adam Kincaid, and I’m the best at what I do. After losing my parents, I decided to follow in their footsteps, and now I’m the most daring freelance photographer in the world.
Maybe some think I’m a loner, but I don’t care. All that matters is the shot: braving danger and devastation in search of a single image with the power to tell someone’s story. But as good as I am, accidents happen—and thank god for that, because it’s what leads me to her. . .
Alexandra Robbins. My nurse. My savior.
With her fiery red hair and crystal-clear blue eyes, the camera loves her . . . and I have to have her. We soon find that we’re perfect together. We just fit, physically and emotionally. And yet something isn’t right. Something from her past is haunting her, and no matter what I do to help her break free, I lose her.
Today is the day I try to win her back. Not only do I need an explanation, I need her in my bed once again. I don’t just want a damn picture—I want her. Because what we have is a love that never fades away. . .

“There are so many things I want to do with you,” I assured her, and licked my lips as I stared at her, my voice husky. “To you.”
“Tell me,” she insisted, her fingers curled into fists at her sides.
I stepped behind her, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her to my chest. I smoothed my fingers up her arm, trailing them along her skin. Small goose bumps broke out, pebbling the surface as I dropped my head down into her neck, kissing and swirling my tongue. “I’m going to explore you—everywhere. I’ll touch and discover every part of you. I want to know what makes you gasp, what drives you to distraction. I’ll find out what I can do to make you groan and beg me to take you. I’ll know your body better than you do.” I drew her skin between my teeth, biting and sucking. “I want to kiss you . . . taste you everywhere.” I slipped my hands under her shirt, teasing the softness of her stomach and side, stroking upward until my hand cupped her breast lightly. “I bet you taste different all over. Sweet some places”—I dropped my hand down, running it along the edge of her waistband—“musky and tangy others.”

New York Times/USA Today bestselling author Melanie Moreland, lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved husband of twenty-seven-plus years and their rescue cat Amber. Nothing means more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent with them.

While seriously addicted to coffee, and highly challenged with all things computer-related and technical, she relishes baking, cooking, and trying new recipes for people to sample. She loves to throw dinner parties, and also enjoys travelling, here and abroad, but finds coming home is always the best part of any trip.

Melanie delights in a good romance story with some bumps along the way, but is a true believer in happily ever after. When her head isn’t buried in a book, it is bent over a keyboard, furiously typing away as her characters dictate their creative storylines to her, often with a large glass of wine keeping her company.

Having
endured more than their share of tragedy, sisters Lily and Sasha embark
on a dream holiday—only to find themselves in hell. Kidnapped by a rich
madman, Sasha is sold into slavery, while Lily is forced to join The
Collection, a unique bevy of exotic beauties enduring frequent horrors
at the hands of elite bidders. However, no amount of pain and suffering
will break Lily, who will stop at nothing to save her younger sister.
Possibly with help from an unlikely ally.

Love is stronger than loyalty…

Attempting
to prove his allegiance to his employer, Jake is tasked with guarding
the unruly and uncontrollable Lily. He can’t afford to help her in her
quest to free Sasha—not if he hopes to fulfill his own agenda. But in
their dark, gritty, tension-filled world, solace is taken wherever it’s
found. Bonds are formed and hearts engage despite Jake’s resistance and
both their attempts at self-preservation.

When certain secrets
come to light, the resulting explosion has breathtakingly bittersweet
consequences that, by the end, may not leave everyone whole…or alive.

My review:

I've had this book sitting on my little Kindle carousel for months now. After reading a couple reviews, I wasn't sure if I would ever be brave enough to read it. Honestly, I struggled to get through it, but I adored how honest and raw the author was through the entire story. Evie Harper held no punches, spared no detail as she pulls you into a violent, graphic world that will break your heart a thousand times. There was no point in the story, from start to finish, where I found myself disconnected from the heroine. She was defiant, head-strong, and held her own, without seeming pushy and self-absorbed. Lilly was an admirable female lead. Jake is broken, flawed, and absolutely redeemable. I didn't know whose side to choose, only that my heart ached for both of them. The best part about this book? IT'S FREE! Grab it, and read it if you're not faint of heart.

P.S. I feel compelled to mention there may be triggers here for victims of sexual abuse. Some may find it therapeutic to see their experiences in black and white, others may have a difficult time dealing with the memories it drags to the surface. PLEASE read with care <3 br="" nbsp="">3>